Skye was initially going to his room, but on the way, he suddenly deviated and started going to the dining hall.
He just ate, so he was not hungry. But last 3 days whenever he went to his room, he overslept or did something else and was skipping lunch or dinner.
He did not want that to happen today again, so he decided to inquire if he could take away food to his room. Since the palace workers bought food to him, he thought it might be allowed.
To his disappointment it was not allowed. Only those being treated in infirmary are allowed such privilege.
There were other people already eating in the dining hall. Since so many of them got teleported and since all of them have different time tables, the dining hall always has some or the other batch eating.
Right now, the chosen who wore yellow belts were eating in the dining hall. They all formed large groups and were eagerly talking about something; Skye just gave them a passing glance and went on his way. He thought they were gossiping so he was not much interested
Entering his room Skye flopped on his couch and closed his eyes, recollecting the events that happened today. It was like a roller coaster ride for him and unfortunately, he missed the theory classes and sparring matches today.
After an hour of slouching, he eventually got up, took a bath and came to the table to read the rest of the books for any idea he could think of to disguise his skill.
Skimming through some of the books he finally came across a particular information. It was from another 'for dummies' book, but on wilderness survival.
One important point about wilderness survival was to heal yourself when injured. In the book various things were mentioned but this particular chapter on healing skills caught his attention and inspired him.
Since he sub-consciously healed himself today morning, assuming that he can do the same consciously, then that means his skill also can be categorized as a healing skill.
Healing skills could come under two categories, either a magic skill with light attribute magic or a physical skill with self-healing effects.
He did not know how light attribute magic skill looks like, but it was one of the rare magic attributes. As his whole agenda was to be low-key, he aborted that train of thought and finally decided to disguise his skill as a self-healing physical skill.
As per statistics in the book there were decent number of chosen with self-healing or regenerative type of physical skill, so he would not draw unwanted attention.
To make his plan fool proof, he decided to try activating his skill once and healing himself. But, there is a problem; there is no object in his room to injure him.
He did not find anything sharp in his room to give himself a small cut, so he decided he would be a little crude about this.
He went up to his living room door to smash his finger with it. Not too much but also not too little, he just wanted to apply the right amount of pressure to give him a light injury.
He was very much concentrated in applying the right amount of pressure that he did not notice someone else walk up to his room. He smashed his finger and immediately screamed "Ahhhhhhhhh".
A sharp pain went up his arm. His finger was aching and throbbing, causing him pain with each blood pulse, so he tightly held his wrist. Even though the actual pain was not too much, he was acting like a child, squirming left and right.
Suddenly in an amused voice, a woman said "What are you doing?".
Skye quickly stopped and looked at her, she was looking pretty with her hair pulled back into a bun and she was wearing a lab coat. It was Captain Eleanor!!
After he smashed his finger Skye was immersed in the pain and forgot to close the door. Meanwhile Captain Eleanor came inside and sat on the couch, amusedly looking at Skye's antics.
Skye went on his guard. He did not know who this lady was, but she was sitting in his couch without him even knowing when she came inside. In a serious tone he asked.
"Who are you? when did you get inside and what are you doing in my room? "
"Are you a masochist?" Eleanor asked amusedly.
Skye did not reply to that and instead said, "Tell me who you are."
"I am the doctor who healed you today morning, the nurse came to inform me you woke up. But before I could come to give you more medicine you left the infirmary. So, I came to check up on you." Eleanor said.
Since she was wearing a lab coat, he believed a little in what she was saying, but he was still guarded against her. Who wouldn't be? If some unknown person walked into your room without you inviting them in, anyone will get suspicious and be on guard.
"When did you get here?"
"When you were smashing your finger with the door. You left the door open." Eleanor said with a slight laugh
" So, are you a masochist?"
Skye was embarrassed to know she saw his weird behaviour just now, but there was no explanation he could give. Anything he said might just backfire against him so he decided to keep quiet.
Having had her fun, Captain Eleanor said in a serious tone, "Anyways, you were severely injured today, neither should you be walking around nor be doing such things. You need medication and rest."
"I am fine now, no need for a check-up." Skye said.
"Don't lie young man, your injuries were very serious and you need high grade medicine to get treated. You should be hospitalized now."
"It's because of my skill." Skye said, seeing no other option to escape from her.
He really healed himself up too quickly, and people are bound to get suspicious. But he did not know her nor trust her, so he just said a single sentence, and did not go into the details.
She was the Head nurse in this castle and she had much more important things to do. Since Skye was unwilling, she got up and left. But while leaving when she saw the door, she chuckled a little.
Seeing her smile as she was leaving, Skye disappointingly thought, "Why am I always in such embarrassing situations?"
After Captain Eleanor left, he locked the room, sat on his bed and activated his skill. He still had an aching finger to take care of.
The divine energy around him was sucked into his body from his pores, but this time he got a severe headache coming up. Because earlier in the day he sub-consciously used too much of his life force, he couldn't control his skill properly now, and the headache was increasing as he was trying more and more.
When he couldn't take it anymore, he stopped his skill. There was only little divine energy gathered in his body so he couldn't heal his finger properly. Thinking he will try again tomorrow, he slept, with his still aching finger in his mouth.
Sometime in the middle of his sleep his finger slipped out and since his mouth was still open, he drooled all over his pillow.
Waking up in the morning Skye felt very refreshed. His mind felt peaceful, like a clear sky after a heavy rainstorm. He felt his drool but just wiped it away and went to get freshen up. He thought about healing his finger, but when he checked in the morning it as almost fully healed.
As his plan failed, he depressingly thought, "Should I smash my finger again??"
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It was now around 6:30, so he quickly got dressed and went to have breakfast. He was looking forward to today. His strength and stamina stat points increased by 1.5 points, so he wanted to check his improvements. "How much longer can I exercise today?" he thought.
When he went to dining hall, there were already so many people in there. Everybody formed small groups and were talking little loudly, discussing something. It was very noisy.
He noticed a familiar looking face among the people and looked at her, it was Iris. It seems she came alone today, without Sharon.
Iris was surrounded by men and they were trying to talk with her, but as he observed before, she was a little reserved in nature, so she did not respond as enthusiastically as the men hoped she would. No matter how they tried, she only responded in a normal tone in as few words as possible.
When Skye looked at her, she also looked at him, hopefully. He did not understand the meaning behind that look, but noticing the pickle she was in, he took his plate and came up to her table.
In a firm voice, "Sorry to disturb guys, can I just borrow her for a moment." he asked politely, but it did not feel like a request, it felt like he was telling something which will happen. The men were displeased, but, before anybody could respond, Iris quickly got up and followed Skye to another table.
Iris sat opposite to him and looked at him. But he did not say anything to her, he was just eating his own breakfast. From time to time he looked at her. Even though she was not outright beautiful and charming like Sharon, she was decently pretty and had a sense of grace in her actions, she was pleasant to look at.